hiss-
Weng Qingyu looked at the Immortal Slaying Circle in his hand, and gasped between his distressed teeth.
But on the silver circle that shines like a laser, there are spots as ugly as age spots. Obviously, Xiao Hei's sacrifice also caused some damage to the Immortal Slashing Circle.
Weng Qingyu squeezed a Jue in his hand, and moved towards the Immortal Slashing Circle, beams of bright light shot into the Immortal Slashing Circle.
Like oil being poured into a hot fire, the light from the Immortal Slashing Circle blazed instantly, extremely dazzling. Those spots quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye...
"call!"
Weng Qingyu let out a long sigh of relief, these stains only caused minor damage to the Immortal Slashing Circle, and it can be easily cultivated with some effort in the future.
However, Weng Qingyu cherished his life in the Immortal Slaying Circle, even if it was only a small injury, it made him feel very distressed.
"Damn it! Damn it! You actually damaged the deity's slaying circle. Hmph! I originally planned to give you a good time for the sake of this immortal weapon, but now... the deity has changed his mind again. The deity will You suck your soul and refine your soul, let you taste all the pain, and you don't even have the chance to be released into reincarnation!" Weng Qingyu looked at Zhang Yang with a grim expression.
Zhang Yang's zombie physique has a very strong vitality. The big gash in his chest has just been broken, and now he is slowly wriggling, and granulation has begun to grow.
However, Zhang Yang's mood did not ease much because of this. Weng Qingyu's strength was far beyond his imagination.
The last time I was outside the Marrow Washing Pool of the Tianfu Ruins, it was because the environment suppressed mana. Weng Qingyu was still able to compete with the eighth-level transformation demon cultivator and the White Witch Corpse King without being able to exert his mana. Now his strength has been fully exerted. It is powerful and terrifying.
Without the means to deal with the Immortal Slashing Circle and the slow flow of time, Zhang Yang stepped on the ground with both feet without hesitation, his body retreated, and he quickly fled towards the distance.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
Weng Qingyu moved forward a little with the magic weapon in his hand.
hum—
The Immortal Slashing Circle was activated again, and a rapidly rotating circle of light cut across a beautiful arc and slashed towards Zhang Yang.
With a movement of Zhang Yang's consciousness, he locked onto a position tens of feet away, and with a flash of his figure, he was about to teleport.
However, at the moment when the figure flickered, the feeling of slow time reappeared, and the movements of the whole world seemed to slow down—except for the rapidly approaching Immortal Slashing Circle.
With a flick of his wrist, the wide blade of Fu Cangjian stood in front of him.
At this time, Zhang Yang could only defend passively.
Ding!
With a blazing light, the circle of cutting immortals slashed fiercely at Fu Cangjian.
hum—
The Fucang sword was shaken, and there was a buzzing sound, and the sword body suddenly flashed a blue light, ejecting the immortal-slaying circle.
Zhang Yang only felt a powerful coercion being released.
Beep beep beep!
Amidst the sound of popping beans, the feeling of slow time around suddenly disappeared.
But in just an instant, the blue light of the Fucang sword disappeared, and the blade became ordinary again.
Zhang Yang even wondered if the feeling just now was an illusion.
Weng Qingyu was also surprised.
"This broad sword actually has its own simple consciousness, and it was almost activated by the Immortal Slashing Circle! However, after all, it has not recognized its owner. Even if it protects itself in times of crisis, it cannot be used for offense. Hmph! You can only be in the position of being beaten and not fighting back, but this deity depends on how long you can hide."
Weng Qingyu knew what the problem was, and Zhang Yang naturally discovered it too.
With a thought, he stopped fleeing, but went around and fled towards the depths of the hall.
hum—
Behind him, the Immortal Slashing Circle fell again.
Ding!
Fu Cangjian blocked it again.
And Zhang Yang himself took advantage of this momentum to retreat. keep running.
Crash!
There was a sound of bone rumbling in front of it, and a piece of white bones, like rolling hills, undulating.
Skeleton monster!
Blockbuster skeleton monsters!
Zhang Yang was overjoyed, and rushed towards the skeleton monster at an extremely fast speed. Before the skeleton monster fully woke up, he had already plunged into the group of monsters.
Roar-
Just after Zhang Yang's figure passed, a skeleton monster roared and stood up, swaying its body, shaking its huge head, and a green light flashed in its eyes.
But at this time, Weng Qingyu, who followed closely behind, barely arrived.
Roar-
The skeleton monster roared again, opened its mouth suddenly, and bit Weng Qingyu.
"court death!"
Weng Qingyu was furious, and with a move of his hand, the Immortal Slashing Circle drew an arc, and the blazing circle of light flashed, disappearing from the skull.
Crash!
The skull was immediately cut in half, and the huge body of the skeleton monster collapsed instantly.
Obviously, Weng Qingyu is also very clear about the weakness of this monster, and kills one as soon as he makes a move.
However, what made him angry was that at the moment the skeleton monster fell, out of the corner of his eye, he just saw Zhang Yang's figure disappear in the crowd of skeleton monsters.
Roar-
More skeleton monsters fully awakened, roaring and besieging Weng Qingyu.
"Zhang Yang! Don't try to escape! As long as you are in this Wuman ancestral temple, you will not be able to escape!"
While shouting, Weng Qingyu sacrificed the Immortal Slashing Circle, beheading the monster in front of him head by head.
The circle of killing immortals is extremely sharp, and the efficiency of killing is not low. However, when one skeleton monster falls down, another skeleton monster stands up again, it is simply inexhaustible.
Ahead, Zhang Yang took a big gamble, seized the time difference, and rushed directly into the crowd of skeleton monsters after blocking an attack from the Immortal Slashing Circle.
Sure enough, there were skeleton monsters all around. And with a certain distance, Weng Qingyu did not use the technique to slow down the flow of time.
Zhang Yang immediately guessed that although Weng Qingyu's kind of exercises are extremely against the sky, there should be certain restrictions. If he was mixed among so many skeleton monsters and he used it forcefully, so many skeleton monsters would be affected, and the powerful backlash force was simply not something he could bear.
Zhang Yang temporarily got rid of Weng Qingyu's pursuit, but fell into the siege of skeleton monsters.
More and more skeleton monsters are awakening, and when they see the creatures next to them, they all regard them as enemies.
At this time, Zhang Yang was only concerned with beheading and running for his life, and he didn't even have time to collect those green light clusters.
…
The ancient trees are dense, and the scorching sun is in the sky, casting mottled shadows.
The human Zhang Yang sat cross-legged on a boulder, his eyes closed, and even his pulse was extremely weak, almost in a state of suspended animation.
The psychic puppet Tie Kui stood loyally beside him, his tall figure was like an iron tower.
Suddenly, there was a sound in the dense bushes nearby.
A black shadow flashed, and a black panther with a one-horned head jumped out, looking at Tie Kui with agile eyes, showing a look of fear, but looking at the human Zhang Yang sitting cross-legged next to him, he licked Licking his tongue, his saliva dripped down.
Crash!
Tie Kui took a step, and the iron armor all over his body made a crisp sound.
Whoosh!
The one-horned black panther stomped its four hooves on the ground, and its whole figure was like a black lightning bolt. With just a flash, it avoided Tie Kui, intending to pounce towards Zhang Yang who was on the boulder behind him.
"die!"
Tie Kui suddenly uttered a word, and struck out with a sharp ax in his hand.
A huge light blade flashed past, and directly slashed at the one-horned black panther.
puff!
The body of the one-horned black panther suddenly parted from the middle.
Tom Tom!
With two dull sounds, the two truncated bodies fell to the ground. Blood spurted out like a blowout, and a strong bloody smell spread out.
Without the master's order, Tie Kui obviously had no intention of disposing of the corpse, his eyes flashed red, he put away his sharp axe, and continued to stand loyally by Zhang Yang's side, like a patron saint.
Ten miles away, a group of chasing wolves were moving quickly with light steps.
Suddenly, the leading chasing wolf, which was much bigger, stopped and twitched its nose vigorously. Soon, its eyes were aligned with Zhang Yang's direction, and there was a gleam of excitement in their eyes.
aww-
With a low howl, the group of chasing wolves immediately stepped forward, sprinting like sharp arrows.
The monster's nose is the sharpest, and the strong smell of blood can be smelled clearly even if it is tens of miles away.
…
Swish!
With a flash of cyan light, Zhang Yang easily split the head of a skeleton monster in two with the Fucang sword in his hand, and then, before other monsters around him came to attack him, he launched a teleportation, and disappeared in place in a flash .
The next moment, a few dozen feet away, a figure flashed, Zhang Yang had just appeared, and before the surrounding skeleton monsters could react, he immediately accelerated and passed among them.
The distance of teleportation is closely related to the range covered by the spiritual consciousness. Only by locking a position with the spiritual consciousness can teleportation be performed.
In this hall, not only is there a ban on space, but there are also serious restrictions on the spiritual consciousness. With the strength of Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness, it can only cover tens of feet away.
Can't use golden wings to rush, can't use teleport to escape... Zhang Yang feels that he is going to die of depression.
Looking at the seemingly inexhaustible skeleton monsters around him, Zhang Yang doubted whether his choice of entering this hall was right or wrong.
Fortunately, after changing directions several times in succession, Weng Qingyu was nowhere to be seen behind him. The densely packed skeleton monsters had already drowned both of them.
Zhang Yang hoped that Weng Qingyu would die among the skeleton monsters, but he also knew that all of this was impossible.
Leaving aside whether Weng Qingyu has other hidden means, just cutting the fairy circle and the skills that can slow down the flow of time are enough to keep him safe.
go ahead!
go ahead!
It's like an impenetrable siege.
Zombie Zhang Yang's mana is far superior to that of monks of the same level, and he is beginning to show some signs of failure. However, looking at the long bones of the surrounding white ocean, everywhere he goes, his ears are filled with the sound of "cracking" bones colliding. A skeleton monster was activated and stood up unsteadily.
These skeletal monsters were all fearless of death, and just after waking up, they roared and attacked Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang could only do meaningless killings.
Behind him, pieces of skeleton monsters were killed, and clusters of green light floated one by one.
Zhang Yang clicked his tongue, feeling a pity secretly, if he had a chance to get rid of Weng Qingyu completely and come back, he could consider taking all these green light groups away.